Wednesday, January 5, 2011

hart & sole

stalk the small incidentals
the hunt negates the obscene tears
in magical illusion
the flaws in routine
presage the sensualist's tendency
to bleed out – dry

the hammer comes down, plangent
mimes a thousand bells tolling
at the sailor's blessed mexican fiesta

keep the butterflies & windmills at arms length
nurse indiscretion
through the valve
the thaw awaits, refulgent.
Another black sun to toil under
for a trust in god
assuages the guilt of liberty
incremental death benefits
on a subsidised plea bargain
buy big, think small
prevaricate over information precipitation
while the waves pound the ruptured shore
honesty lies, motionless & tragic
the war machine grinds on
making bread & human meal.

Chase the exquisite interludes
flirt with the ghosts of yesterday
relocate yourself; from fear to infinity
sip from the font of decadence
stand on the carpment – erect.

Refute the sanctimony of hallows
let the prime numbers fall
into the turgid ocean.

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